It was a ruby that she wore

On a chain around her neck

In the shape of a heart

In the shape of a heart

It was a time I won't forget

For the sorrow and regret

And the shape of a heart

And the shape of a heart

I guess I never knew

What she was talking about

I guess I never knew

What she was living without



People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of

Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove

Speak in terms of belief and belonging

Try to fit some name to their longing

People speak of love



There was a hole left in the wall

From some ancient fight

About the size of a fist

Or something thrown that had missed

And there were other holes as well

In the house where our nights fell

Far too many to repair

In the time that we were there



People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of

Reach out to each other though the push and shove

Speak in terms of a life and the learning

Try to think of a word for the burning



You keep it up

You try so hard

To keep a life from coming apart

And never know

What breaches and faults are concealed

In the shape of a heart



It was the ruby that she wore

On a stand beside the bed

In the hour before dawn

When I knew she was gone

And I held it in my hand

For a little while

And dropped it into the wall

Let it go, heard it fall



I guess I never knew

What she was talking about

I guess I never knew

What she was living without

People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of

Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove

Speak in terms of a life and the living

Try to find the word for forgivin